Monday, March 28, 2011

There's a little bit of springtime in the back of my mindRemembers when there was a time when we dancedAnd we laughed spent some time drinking wineAnd somewhere in there there's a little child without a thoughtWithout a doubt that every cloud is silver linedHe is warm and everything is new and everything is clean

And everything is free and there were still so many things to see

So many things so many things left to be very small drop in theMiddle of the big sea of high and mighty thingsYour fascination for larger than life your brand new appetiteAs though we'd invented it and we danced

There's a little bit of springtime in the back of my mindRemembers things perhaps as they should have beenRather than the lies rather that the crueltyThat sometimes we were guilty of as everybody knowsWe were only young and really couldn't have knownWe were very young and though it's nice to know there's a place to goThere's still so many things left to see

Little drop in the middle of the big sea of high and mighty thingsYour fascination for larger than life your brand new appetiteAnd there's springtime in my mind and I'd rather be aliveAs though we'd invented it and we danced

It could have been the longest time and I'll remember itYou don't know what's in store when we laugh

Just like this? YESSSSSSS JUST LIKE THAT.

When Frankie Stubbs had that solo show here years ago, I kept screaming out that he he sing this song. I think he told me to shut up and maybe just the beginning of it was played. He later came up to me afterwards and gave me a giant kiss on the cheek. Weird redemption, I suppose.

Monday, March 14, 2011

Maybe it'll grow on me, but right now I'm feeling pretty 'meh' about this song. The video, on the otherhand, YEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHH! I cannot wait for clay facial masks and shirtless dancing in the woods this summer.